Let us be lovers; we'll marry our fortunes togetherI've got some real estate in my bagSo we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner's piesAnd we walked off, walked off, walked off to look for America

"Kathy," I said, as we boarded the greyhound in Pittsburgh"Michigan seems like a dream to me nowTook me four days to from SaginawThey've all gone to look for AmericaAll gone to look for America."

Laughing on the bus, playing games with facesShe said the man in the gabardine suit was a spyI said, "be careful, his bow-tie is really a camera."

"Kathy, I'm lost," I saidThough I knew she was sleepingWell, I'm empty, and aching, and I don't know why I'mCounting the cars on the New Jersey TurnpikeAnd they've all gone to look for AmericaAll gone to look for America

"Kathy, I'm lost," I saidAlthough I knew she was sleepingWell, I'm empty, and aching, and I don't know why I'mCounting the cars on the New Jersey TurnpikeAnd they've all gone to look for AmericaAll gone to look for AmericaAll gone to look for America